Hopeless they stood Fatherless and guilty Begetting in sorrow Alone amongst themselves
Dawnless and curved Loathing our finiteness The first eye that killed And the last one that saw
These faces altered into a play of shameful reflections Fists open on puny ghosts beneath rainy laments We are possessed by the foundations of a sacred premise
Willows of guilt thrust their roots deep in essential grounds Over turbid swamps we walk, beyond an earthly sight we believe Down by the Styx' springs towards bottomless skies we sink
Venomous coils of a holy fallacy Sights whole to transcend multiplicity
Strangling contingency between the serpentine coils of fate Upon nihilist surfaces a celestial venom to be distilled
Rose the third-named altars where shined mists oniric For arachnidean greed self-fragments dwell in webs of reality
Venomous coils of a holy fallacy Bleak lands annihilating unity
For our inner streams have painted scarlet the horizons In an illusory delight we weaved metaphysic veils Crowned heavens with stars-eyed canvases
For we stare at the preaching mouths of creatures beyond Spewing out the subservience of a Manichaean nightmare Thrown in shaded projections we became chosen serves
Trapped in ancestral crypts Amid moonlit archetypes That sinful legacy Denied our identityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
